Subscribe to the MTL WORLD (@mtlworld1) YouTube Channel.
***********************************
Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 5: [Seeking Immortality in the Eastern Sea]
Volume 5 (Pinyin): [Dong Hai xun xian]
Chapter 81 (518): [The Ruins of Dragon City]
(81st of Volume 5)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
******************************
Everyone knew the underground space was dangerous, but when a terrifying force beyond comprehension pierced through from above, they were plunged into utter panic.
"Sizzle!"
Only a portion of the massive sword's blade was visible. It possessed no dazzling radiance, no erupting Scriptures, and no lingering waves of Spiritual Qi.
Instead, it was riddled with countless gaps and rusted a brownish-yellow.
Yet it emanated a suffocating sense of power, as if it could cleave even the boundless, azure East Sea above.
Pure sword, pure power.
The air reeked of iron rust.
No one knew the sword's Master, nor its true length or weight.
It simply slashed across the heavens and earth, splitting the rocky dome above and tearing apart the ground beneath the feet of all Dao Seed Realm and Immortal Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators.
Amidst terrified screams, countless people plummeted into the depths of the Ancient Burial Ground of Immortals along with the shattered earth.
"Splash!"
Seawater poured down from above, transforming into a cascading waterfall suspended in mid-air.
The torrent roared.
From beneath the collapsing ground, an ancient, primordial aura surged forth, as if a world sealed away for countless millennia had resurfaced into the mortal realm.
Li Weiyi had been only a dozen miles from the rust-covered colossal sword, which moved like a towering metal mountain slicing through the sky and earth.
The shock was indescribable, beyond human comprehension.
Falling through the air, Li Weiyi channeled his Spiritual Qi with all his power, condensing wings of Spiritual Qi on his back.
"There's an invisible, intangible force in the world constantly battering my Spiritual Qi wings, as if trying to grind them away. Could this be what Zen Hai Guanwu and the others meant by 'Laws' and 'Order'?"
Li Weiyi noticed Prince Mingjiao, Si Wuyan, Zhenxin, and other young Heavenly Prides nearby were also plummeting, facing the same predicament.
All of them had to continuously expend Spiritual Qi to maintain their wings.
In this desperate situation, survival was the only priority.
Who would dare waste energy attacking their rivals?
Falling from such a height, even the strongest physical bodies might not survive.
Bai Yeqing, Wu Hongling, and those Aberrant Humanoids and Demon Beasts capable of manifesting true wings were the exceptions, able to flutter their wings and fly.
Below them, the ancient city stretched endlessly, majestic, mysterious, and dilapidated.
The city walls rose like mountain ranges, partially collapsed in places, yet the remaining sections were severely weathered.
Giant, ancient Dragon Bones lay scattered across the landscape, their surfaces tinged with a bluish-gray hue.
Dark crimson rivers flowed eternally through the land.
Each bone radiated a terrifying aura, a testament to the immense power they had wielded in life as rulers of their own realms.
The city was shrouded in a dense mist, impenetrable even by the Spiritual Light released by the Holy Spiritual Masters.
Instead, the light only amplified the city's eerie and mystical aura.
The air was far more terrifying than the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, saturated with an overwhelming concentration of deathly Yin Qi.
Anyone who descended risked being tainted by Evil or having their flesh corroded by corpse poison.
Everyone held their breath, daring not to inhale or exhale.
Within their bodies, the Nine Springs activated, continuously replenishing their innate Spiritual power.
Li Weiyi conserved his Spiritual Qi, minimizing its consumption.
He released the seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors from his Insect Pouch. Their outstretched wings gently lowered him toward the city.
Gasps of astonishment echoed around Li Weiyi: "This... this is Dragon City from the Mirage Scene? The ancient legends were true after all!"
"It's exactly like the Mirage Scene, only grander. No city in the mortal realm can compare."
"Dragon City is buried so deep within the Abyssal Depths. To what era does it belong?"
No one could answer this question, not even the Jiao Clan, who claimed to be the Masters of the East Sea.
After all, Dragon City existed only in legends.
"The Yu Jia Abyss must lead to Dragon City below, but its entrance was sealed by Yu Jia using Ancient Immortal techniques. Perfect! A single sword strike to cleave the earth and reveal Dragon City to the world once more!"
"Yu Jia defied the odds to ascend to Immortal Realm during the era when the Nether Realm enveloped all of Yingzhou. Perhaps his success is deeply connected to Dragon City."
The Great Powers of the Immortal Realm were ecstatic, convinced that Dragon City held a far greater opportunity than the Ancient Immortal Dragon Remains.
They unleashed their techniques, vying for position even mid-air as they plunged into the mist-shrouded depths of Dragon City, seeking the chance to advance to the next realm.
Their urgency was palpable.
Once the Transcendents descended, they would be relegated to the sidelines.
Li Weiyi, unwilling to join the frenzy, landed steadily on the ground and immediately activated the Yellow Dragon Sword to survey his surroundings.
Several miles away, seawater surged through the deathly mist with a thunderous roar.
The ruins before him were magnificent yet severely eroded by time. Only towering stone pillars, scattered rubble, and crumbling walls remained.
To his right stood a massive, nest-like structure the size of a small mountain.
Several Dao Seed Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators had fallen from its edge, their screams echoing as they plummeted to their deaths.
Li Weiyi extended his Dao Heart Manifestation and Psychic Power, but the strange forces here eroded them into nothingness and distortion within a hundred yards.
Even so, Prince Mingjiao of the Nether Flood Dragon and Si Wuyan sensed his presence within that range.
They activated their Body Techniques and swiftly approached.
Li Weiyi quickly gathered the seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors into his sleeve, leaped three times, and landed gracefully atop the mountain-sized nest to his right.
These nests were forged from an unknown metal, each strand so heavy that Li Weiyi couldn't budge them.
Visible on the metal were faint, ancient Demon Scriptures. Li Weiyi narrowed his eyes, sensing a faint danger, and cautiously distanced himself from the scriptures.
Prince Mingjiao and Si Wuyan, who had been moving at lightning speed, converged and appeared at the spot where Li Weiyi had just stood.
Their gazes lifted to the imposing figure standing atop the nest to their right.
Li Weiyi, sword in hand, looked down at them, his voice calm and distant.
"This place is dangerous, filled with unknowns. Moreover, the Transcendents might descend at any moment. I advise you both not to act rashly. After we leave, I'll give you another chance to fight."
At this moment, Li Weiyi's only desire was to reunite with Master Coffin as quickly as possible.
Finding Yu'er would be even better.
Having previously injured Li Weiyi through their combined efforts, Si Wuyan and Prince Mingjiao now felt confident.
Si Wuyan, wielding the Demon-Slaying Whip, his eyes as black as ink, said coldly, "Fine. Hand over the two Immortal Herb Petals, and we'll spare your life for now."
From Prince Mingjiao's Ancestral Field, a heavy trident flew out and landed gently on the ground, causing the earth to tremble.
The black trident shaft was engraved with arcane Demon Scriptures.
The silver trident blades radiated a bone-chilling cold that seemed to freeze the very ground.
Since seizing and refining the Crimson Immortal Herb Petal, cultivating ninety-nine percent of his Blood Qi and strengthening his internal organs, Li Weiyi had come to deeply understand the value of Immortal Herb. He resolved to cultivate the Immortal Body at all costs.
Having already obtained the Golden Petal, he now only needed the Azure Petal.
"You're chasing shadows and neglecting the substance!" Li Weiyi exclaimed, "Can't you see? Why does Immortal always appear alongside the Dragon City Mirage? It's because this land, littered with corpses, is the medicinal field that nurtures Immortal Herb. The Immortal Herb Petals that emerged from the Yu Jia Abyss must have originated from this very place."
"What we consider rare treasures might be commonplace here."
Si Wuyan and Prince Mingjiao both fell into deep thought, realizing the implications.
After all, the Yu Jia Abyss had yielded not only Immortal Herb Petals but also other treasures of even greater value.
Seizing the opportunity while they were distracted, Li Weiyi activated his Body Technique and darted backward.
"He's trying to escape! After him!"
Prince Mingjiao leaped straight up, shooting like an arrow to the top of the hill-sized nest.
Si Wuyan circled around from below.
"Whoosh! Boom!"
The metallic nest shuddered under Prince Mingjiao's immense power. Ancient Demon Scriptures etched into its surface erupted with thunderous energy, unleashing a Formation that crackled with lightning-like brilliance.
Prince Mingjiao's expression shifted dramatically. He never imagined that after countless millennia, the formation here would still retain its lethal power.
He immediately activated the scriptures inscribed on his black armor.
These special scriptures, etched by his father, the Nether Flood Dragon King, could withstand three fatal calamities.
Having already used two charges, this was his final defense.
Si Wuyan heard the thunderous roar above and saw Prince Mingjiao hurled away by the formation's light.
He secretly shuddered with relief, grateful he had chosen to bypass the area from below.
While Prince Mingjiao still had protective measures, Si Wuyan had none left.
"This place is truly dangerous," Si Wuyan thought, his resolve wavering as he fully grasped the peril of the Dragon City Ruins.
Suddenly, his eyes widened.
Li Weiyi had emerged from behind the nest, his sword piercing through the air toward him.
Nine ancient characters materialized along the blade of the Yellow Dragon Sword.
"Sizzling!"
Six-Jia Yang Thunder crackled into existence around the sword, its electric arcs weaving and flashing as it surged toward Si Wuyan alongside the sword qi.
A seasoned combatant, Si Wuyan remained calm under pressure. He released Primordial Chaos Death Qi, condensing it into a dark, protective cocoon to shield himself from the Six-Jia Yang Thunder.
His right hand spread wide, unleashing the Primordial Chaos Palm.
The overwhelming palm force collided head-on with the sword's tip.
Just before his palm, the sword's tip pierced the air, sending ripples of Spiritual Qi radiating outward in concentric circles.
After condensing the Immortal Golden Pill, Si Wuyan's combat prowess became fully comparable to Li Weiyi's.
The Demon-Slaying Whip on his left wrist, its surface shimmering with scripture, shot out like a spiritual serpent, coiling toward Li Weiyi's neck.
"Whoosh!"
Li Weiyi's form shifted like mist, retreating several dozen feet.
A three-colored radiance erupted from between his brows, manifesting the illusory image of the Fusang Divine Tree to block the whip.
With a resounding boom, the whip's immense force shattered the Fusang Divine Tree's projection, scattering it into swirling clusters of Spiritual Light Flame.
These scattered flames didn't dissipate; instead, they began to orbit Li Weiyi, coalescing with the Spiritual Qi surging from his body to form a magnificent three-legged Golden Crow with vast, resplendent wings.
This was the third layer of Sixfold Samsara Burning Karma Technique: Karmic Fire Transformation.
The Golden Crow cried out, as if brought to life, its aura radiating overwhelming power.
Martial-Mystic Cultivators in the distant Dao Seed Realm gazed upon it, as if witnessing the morning sun rising through the misty clouds.
Sensing the Golden Crow's terrifying presence, Si Wuyan recognized the potency of Li Weiyi's Dao Technique, which combined Martial-Mystic Intent with spiritual power.
He immediately activated the Southern Death Mountain Sutra within his Ancestral Field.
The space beneath his navel trembled.
A torrent of dark, deathly energy surged forth, accompanied by dense scripture, coalescing into a mountain of written characters.
"Rumble!"
The radiant, three-legged Golden Crow clashed with the pitch-black mountain of scripture, unleashing a violent storm.
_______________________
END OF CHAPTER
Subscribe to the MTL WORLD (@mtlworld1) YouTube Channel.
*************************************